• I'm Older Now.
    Job is still menial at best,
    so the pay isn't great,
    barely keeps me on my feet,
    though they never want me to sit down.
    I'm older now.
    Still not secure in life,
    though im not exactly insecure either.
    I bolster myself on my willingness to adventure,
    my need to express,
    and an utter lack of dependence on others.
    I'm older now.
    I make very few changes in my day to day life,
    my thoughts consist mostly of memory,
    a haunting deluge of triumph and failure,
    a malady of emotion for things no longer around.
    I'm older now.
    *sigh*
    What do I have to look forward to,
    what hope or desire is still dormant,
    what life can I lead other than the one I have.
    All that truly remains is the ever faster journey
    towards becoming elderly, decrepit, a burden.
    I am older now, and one thing that remains constant,
    ever unchanged, is that I am Macabre;
    a name I chose for myself when yet still a teen,
    lingers on today as a man and defines my entire existence.